Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 539: Is the Little Heavenly Master Really Invincible? Try the Twelve Labor Emotion Formation
The sound of the anti-bandit manifesto gradually died down. Since the head of the Wang family asked for permission, Zhang Zhiwei walked in leisurely.

After entering the town, Zhang Zhiwei looked around. There was no one in the empty town, but...

"Little Heavenly Master, watch your step!"

As soon as he entered, the head of the Lu family, who followed closely, shouted.

Just as he finished his words, he saw the ground in front of him crack, and a zombie with pale skin crawled out from the ground and pounced on him, with a hideous look on its rotten face.

"Roar!"

A strong stench of corpse wafted into the air. Without even raising his eyelids, Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand. A golden light flashed in his palm, which wrapped the zombie in mid-air and revealed it to everyone.

This zombie was wearing the standard military uniform of the previous dynasty. Zhang Zhiwei had no research on this and couldn't tell exactly what official position it held.

Patriarch Wang knew this, but he obviously didn't want to talk about it at the moment.

Because, after this zombie, the ground cracked, and more zombies popped up like mushrooms after a spring rain, so dense that in just a moment, they covered the long street that had been empty just now.

"Roar, roar..."

The zombies roared and staggered, and there was no telling how many of them there were, making people's scalps tingle. They swarmed towards everyone and killed them.

"Kakaka..."

Zhang Zhiwei clenched his empty hands hard, the air suddenly exploded, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the zombie in his palm was squeezed into bloody mud by him.

He shook his hands. Unlike the others who were treating him as if they were facing a great enemy, he looked at the zombies charging towards him with a calm face. He suddenly opened his clenched hands, pointing his palms at the group of zombies, and blazing yang thunder burst out.

"Boom!"

The bright lightning of Yang Lei penetrated the bodies of the zombies. In a flash of lightning, the zombies that surged forward were like waves of wheat facing the strong wind. They were all defeated and fell down in a large number in an instant.

After the yang thunder penetrated the group of zombies, its momentum continued to increase and it hit a series of thatched houses behind them.

In an instant, the old earthen house collapsed and shattered into pieces, with a lot of dust flying. Several Quanxing monsters who were lurking inside and ready to strike lost consciousness in the brilliant white light before they could react.

"Fuck, what was that just now? It was too overbearing. Was it a palm thunder?"

"It doesn't look like it. I've seen Taoist priests use palm thunder, but it was just a white light as thick as a thumb. The lightning that the little Taoist priest used was as thick as a bucket. You said it was palm thunder? Don't be ridiculous!"

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The horrified people in the back wanted to discuss, but then the ground broke open and a large number of zombies emerged from the ground and rushed over to kill them. They had no choice but to give up and get ready to fight. The two sides instantly fought in a group and it was difficult to tell who was the enemy.

Some Quan Xing monsters lurking in the town also took advantage of the zombies leading the way and launched an attack.

Lu Jin had already started the Resurrection Technique and smashed a zombie's head with one palm, causing smelly, black and filthy things to splatter. Fortunately, he had the escape light all over his body, otherwise he would have been covered in blood.

"Old Lu, take the knife!"

Seeing that he was struggling to fight with his bare hands, Lu Ci threw a long knife at him.

Lu Jin reached out to take the long knife, and stroked the blade with his fingers, sweeping the Qi on the tip, and with a fierce chop, he cut a zombie that was rushing towards him in half.

Then he took a leap, fixed his lower body, twisted his waist and body, and swept through the enemy with one move, with his long sword drawing a huge arc.

The smelly black blood was seen splattering as the sword was swung, and several zombies that surrounded and attacked were cut in half, clearing the area immediately.

Not far away, Lu Ci thrust his long sword and pierced the neck of a zombie wearing the military uniform of the previous dynasty. However, the zombie seemed unaware and lunged forward against the sharp blade. The harsh friction sound caused by the sharp blade separating the stiff flesh and bones made people feel cold in their hearts.

"Fuck you!"

Lu Ci kicked the zombie in the chest, sending it flying. Behind him stood Wang Ai.

At this moment, Wang Ai had asked the "national teacher" to possess him, and his entire appearance changed drastically, like a peerless demon ape.

A zombie pounced at him, but he didn't even look at it. He just grabbed it and with a "rip" sound, he tore it into two halves alive.

The smelly black blood splashed over, but Wang Ai did not dodge. He was splashed with blood mist. He looked around, his eyes were like flying stars, extremely ferocious.

A wild and violent aura emanated, even more terrifying than those zombies, and it frightened the zombies so much that they stopped and dared not move forward.

The zombies didn't dare to come forward. Wang Ai had a defiant look on his face. He roared and moved towards them. He swung his fists and smashed the zombies' heads into pieces. Brains and black blood flew everywhere.

"It's not your own body, so you can't be particular about how you use it!"

Zhang Zhiwei said to himself, and displayed golden light and thunder magic, sweeping in all directions, like the holy spirit holding thunder from the sky descending to the earth, quickly sweeping away the enemies.

From time to time, a cunning monster would quietly attack and kill, then collide with the golden light and disappear in the blazing thunder, turning into a ball of charcoal and powder, with no complete body left.

Among these monsters who died suddenly, there were many notorious vicious people. If they were in other places, they would be enough to cause trouble to the people. However, under Zhang Zhiwei's thunder magic, they died so cleanly and neatly without causing any waves.

The heads of the Wang and Lu families were also fighting hard. With a stroke of his pen, the Wang family head killed a Quan Xing monster who was waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him.

"boom!"

A black shadow slammed heavily in front of him. The head of the Wang family instinctively dodged it, then turned his head and saw that the black shadow was a seriously injured and dying Quan Xing monster.

The man was disheveled, his upper body intact, but below the waist, it had turned to charcoal, literally all his internal organs were burned, but he was not dead yet, his body twisted like a maggot, and he was wailing in pain.

"Kill me, quick, kill me, please..."

Patriarch Lu raised his hand and sent out a stream of Ruyi Jin, killing the man and freeing him. He then said:
"Brother Wang, this beast is Li Sheng, the Eight-Armed Vajra from Guanzhong. He was once a disciple of Shaolin Temple. Later, he couldn't stand the strict rules and regulations of the temple, so he raped and killed female pilgrims who came to the temple to burn incense. He then joined Quanxing and relied on his invulnerability to swords and guns to commit crimes in Guanzhong. I didn't expect that he would be killed by the little Tianshi."

“From Shaolin? He is indeed a tough guy, but he chose the wrong opponent. The little master’s thunder magic is really unstoppable!” The head of the Wang family exclaimed.

While the two were talking, several Quanxing monsters were killed by Zhang Zhiwei, and the two men recognized them one by one.

"This beast was a traitor to the Huashan Sect, Jingyangzi, who was also a vicious and ruthless lunatic. He was also killed."

"And this one, Jin Dabiao from the Black Wind Village, is said to be a chivalrous thief who robs the rich and gives to the poor. Chief Zuo once spared his life and asked him to reform. I didn't expect that he would dare to wade into this muddy water and was shot dead by the little Taoist priest!"

The two looked at the corpses around them and spoke in surprise from time to time. Some of these corpses would take a lot of effort to kill even if they took action. Unexpectedly, they were killed by a big ear thunder without even breaking the golden light of the little heavenly master.

Patriarch Lu looked around and felt that this operation was going unexpectedly smoothly. He whispered:
"Brother Wang, the little celestial master came here alone, and he has such divine power. Do you think we brought too many people?"

Patriarch Wang sighed and said, "It's a bit too much. It's a bit of a hindrance in this narrow terrain. I didn't think it through."

In fact, as early as before at the funeral, Zhang Zhiwei had told him that quality is more important than quantity in the army, and it would be enough to bring three or five elite soldiers.

He listened to Zhang Zhiwei and reduced the number of staff, but even so, he still brought dozens of people. In his opinion, there would be no sense of security with fewer people.

After all, in this world, there are countless cases where upright masters have been killed by Quan Xing. A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, so to be on the safe side, he brought a few more people with him.

But now it seems that he was worrying too much. No wonder the little Taoist priest didn't say much along the way and didn't listen to the advice he gave. It was he who did a bad job in this matter.

Patriarch Wang looked at the expressions left on the bodies of the monsters killed by Zhang Zhiwei. He was confused and terrified. He couldn't help but think of the conversation his father had with him before he went to capture Yuan Jingui. He sighed and said:

"I thought I had paid enough attention to the young Taoist priest, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated him. The old man must have foresight, but... Alas..."

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"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Birds fly by in the sky dozens of meters above from time to time. They are not noticeable at all, but if you look closely, you can find that the birds are actually mechanical birds forged from gold and iron.

In the position of the bird's eyes, there are two gems similar to cat's eyes, facing the direction of the town, emitting a faint glow.

This mechanical bird is a magical instrument that can fly and transmit the images it sees with its eyes to its owner, so it is called "Shadow Bird". Its functions are somewhat similar to those of later drones.

This was originally the secret of Tiangongtang. The reason why it appeared here was because decades ago, a genius emerged in Tiangongtang. This genius felt that although the magic weapons of the sect were magical, they lacked some spirituality.

In order to make the magic weapon more spiritual, he made many attempts. Later, he was inspired by the story of Gan Jiang and Moye, and embarked on the path of killing people to refine the weapon.

Eventually, the truth was revealed and discovered by Tiangongtang, so he joined Quanxing and brought some magical instruments to Quanxing.

Although he was not present in this incident, his magical instruments were brought to him by Monk Dengcao.

In the plot, Ma Xianhong also has a similar magical weapon, but his is more advanced. It is only the size of a fly, and there are many of them. Ma Xianhong can see what the flying insects see through the monocle on his eyes, just like a monitoring center. Not only that, he can also transmit his own voice through the flying insects.

At this moment, deep in the town, Monk Dengcao was holding a mirror in his hand. The mirror surface was shaking like water waves, and the scene at the entrance of the town was clearly visible.

"Is this the little Taoist priest that the master ordered? He is indeed a tough guy. He is so skilled in the use of golden light and thunder!" Monk Dengcao looked at the mirror with a frown.

"This man is indeed difficult to deal with. Their thunder magic is specifically for fighting evil spirits. Although my Iron Corpse is strong, I must avoid his sharp edge when facing him. Do you have any way to deal with him? If not, I will retreat!" The tomb guarding boy said, "By the way, what did Wu Man say?
Taoist Bai Lian said, "He has been meditating in the ancestral temple of the town. He has ignored us and told us to stay away. We are not allowed to disturb him or hurt the ordinary people hiding in the ancestral temple!"

"What on earth is this bastard trying to do? He does things for no apparent reason!" The tomb-guarding boy said with a fierce look in his eyes and gritted teeth.

Monk Dengcao said, "Why else would he be called Mo Ming Jushi? Wu Man must have his own plans, so don't worry about him. What we want to capture this time is the little celestial master!"

He looked at Zhang Zhiwei in the picture and continued:

"This little celestial master is powerful and seems invincible, but in my opinion, he is just a paper tiger."

"Why do you say that?" The tomb-guarding boy looked at the monk Dengcao with a cold gaze. He felt that this bald monk was being very presumptuous. He had just said that he was no match for the young Taoist priest, and he said that the young Taoist priest was a paper tiger. What? Did he mean that he was not even as good as a paper tiger?
Monk Dengcao looked at him and said with a smile: "The more gentle a person appears on the surface, the more rebellious he is in his heart. The more arrogant a person is, the more fragile he is in his heart."

"This young Heavenly Master has a good family background. He is very powerful at a young age. He is also a disciple of the Heavenly Master himself. He has never lost a single battle since he came out of the mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a child of destiny and a rare talent among men. However..."

Monk Dengcao said slowly: "Although he seems to have no weaknesses, having no weaknesses is his biggest weakness. Without having experienced failure, his character must not be truly invincible."

"There is only victory, no defeat. In this case, I will use the Twelve Emotional Trouble Formation to stir up his emotions and temperament. I will definitely make him go crazy and have a mental breakdown right here!"

"Twelve Labor Love Formation?"

The tomb-guarding boy looked at the monk Dengcao with fear. As an old hand, he naturally knew what the Twelve Labor Formation was.

The twelve labor emotion arrays correspond to the twelve meridians in the human body, and each meridian corresponds to an emotion.

For example, joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, etc., and emotions can be divided into positive and negative, positive emotions are high, and negative emotions are low.

Great ups and downs in emotions can damage the mind. Some people turn their hair white overnight, or even vomit blood or die of anger due to excessive sadness. This is the reason.

By performing the Twelve Emotional Array, one can repeatedly switch between the positive and negative emotions of the person in the array in a very short period of time, thereby weakening the opponent.

As for the specific effect, it is similar to letting you win a jackpot of 1 billion yuan several times in a very short period of time, and not only the 1 billion yuan is robbed in the next second, but all your family members are also killed. This is the kind of emotion of extreme joy and extreme sorrow, ups and downs.

It's like twisting a wire repeatedly; as long as it can be twisted, it will break.

This kind of collapse is not only a mental breakdown, but also involves damage to internal organs.

Because the twelve meridians are related to the internal organs, anger hurts the liver, joy hurts the heart, worry hurts the lungs, thinking hurts the spleen, and fear hurts the kidneys...

In the plot, the elderly Lu Jin once collapsed in the Twelve Labor Emotions Array.

However, he was using the Reverse Rebirth Technique at that time, and his body was constantly recovering, so his internal organs were not damaged.

"You need someone to cover you when you cast the Twelve Labor Formation. Boy, you used so many just now, how many zombies do you have left?" asked the monk Dengcao.

"Don't worry, we'll give you as much as you want!" The tomb-guarding boy didn't feel sorry at all.

"Huh?" Monk Dengcao was a little surprised, "Where did you get so many corpses?"

"Monk, haven't you noticed? In recent years, zombies have appeared in many places, and most of those zombies are wearing clothes from the previous dynasty!"

The tomb-guarding boy said, "The reason is that before the fall of the previous dynasty, there were several wars, and countless soldiers were killed or injured. Most of their bodies were buried at random, and many of them have undergone corpse transformation. I can just go around a few burial pits and get a lot of them without much effort."

"That's great. I will start the ritual now. You protect me and lead them into the formation!" said Monk Dengcao.

(End of this chapter)